Isabelle froze in fear. She did not know how to react to the voice behind her. Tremors went up and down her spine as she stood perfectly still. The voice was most obviously a man's. Though she was frightened out of her mind, somehow there was something soothing in the man's voice that calmed her nerves. She had heard it somewhere before in her life, but had no idea where. The voice continued to speak.

"I asked you a question. Now would you be so kind as to answer it?" he asked.

"My name is Isabelle. Please, I mean no one any harm," Isabelle answered.

"Turn around so that I might see your face," he politely commanded.

Slowly, Isabelle obeyed and turned around to see the man behind her. When the man gazed upon her face and saw her emerald green skin, his face softened into an expression of awe and astonishment. Isabelle had seen that look many times in her life, so she was used to it.

"I am sorry for my appearance. Most think it appalling that I have green skin," she apologized.

"No," the man said, snapping out of his awe stricken look, "it's not that at all. In fact, I think your skin is quite beautiful. One moment, there is someone who would want to meet you."

The man knelt down to the floor and tapped on it three times before lifting a hatch to reveal a trap door. That must be how he got in, Isabelle thought. He climbed down into the door for a moment. For a few minutes there was whispering that Isabelle heard below the floor. She could not make out what was being said, but she knew that the second voice was female. The whispering stopped and the man came back up through the door in the floor.

"Isabelle, is it?" he asked. She nodded and he continued, "There is someone I would like you to meet. First you must close your eyes."

Isabelle did as the man told her to do and closed her eyes. Though she could not see, she heard rustling coming from nearby. Someone else was coming through the trap door.

"This is ridiculous, why must I close my eyes in my own house. This had better be good," a woman's voice said.

"Do not worry. Both of you will be surprised, I promise," the man's voice said. "Now, both of you open your eyes."

Slowly, Isabelle opened her eyes. The other woman did the same. Both looked at one another in shock. Isabelle could hardly believe her own eyes. The woman standing before her was emerald green in color.

"Can it truly be?" the woman asked in astonishment. "Fiyero, is it really her?"

"Fiyero," Isabelle repeated. "That is the name of my father!"

"Indeed," he replied. "Elphaba, this is really our daughter. Our little girl that we took to the land of Kansas so long ago to keep safe."

"You are my mother?" Isabelle asked.

Elphaba nodded in response and said, "I have waited for so long to see you. Everyday I thought of you from the moment you were born and Fiyero placed you in my arms and told me that we had a daughter."

"Glinda told me that you had died when Dorothy threw water on you all those years ago," Isabelle said.

"A clever deception," Elphaba explained. "I fell through a trap door before the water hit me. I had to save myself to save someone more important to me, you."

"Do you mean.." Isabelle started to ask before Elphaba nodded.

"I was with child when the castle was attacked. Though I was not far enough along for it to be noticeable, I knew. Months later you were born in this castle. Fiyero and I knew that at any moment we could be caught. So, in order to protect you, we entrusted you to a woman living in Kansas. I left her a letter explaining things and giving her instructions on your care, being that you are allergic to water, and another letter for you," Elphaba explained.

"I read the letter and that is how I found out about Oz and you," Isabelle said.

"How did you get here?" Elphaba asked curiously.

"These," Isabelle answered, lifting her dress to reveal the ruby slippers on her feet.

"Nessa's shoes!" exclaimed Elphaba. "I thought they were lost forever when that wretched little farm girl walked off with them! How did you find them?"

"That same 'wretched little farm girl' gave them to me. She was my neighbor all my life. When I went to her to ask her about Oz, she told me that she felt awful about what happened to Nessa and you, so as a gift she gave me these shoes. She also told me that they would take me home, to my first home where I was born," Isabelle replied.

"That girl gave them willingly to you?" Elphaba asked.

"Yes, she felt guilty about robbing me of my family," Isabelle explained.

"Oh," Elphaba said, blushing in embarrassment.

There was an awkward moment of silence between the three of them before Isabelle spoke up, "There is someone I want you both to meet."

Isabelle went over to the door and opened it to reveal Raiden waiting for her. She grabbed his hand and pulled him inside the room. Once he was inside he could not believe the sight before him. There was no longer just one green woman, but two. A look of awe remained frozen on his face for a few moments as he took the whole sight in.

"Raiden," Isabelle said, breaking the silence, "I want you to meet my parents, Elphaba and Fiyero. Mother, Father, this is Raiden. Believe it or not, he is Glinda's son."

"Glinda's son?" Elphaba asked, puzzled as she looked Raiden over.

"Yes, Glinda is my mother," Raiden answered.

"Who is your father?" asked Fiyero.

"Boq," replied Raiden.

Elphaba burst into a fit of laughter at the sound of Boq's name.

"Mother, what is so funny?" Isabelle asked.

"I always knew Glinda had feelings for him. Even back to our school days, though she would never admit it in fear of ruining her image," Elphaba said.

"Oh," Isabelle said, "well, there is one thing you should know about Raiden."

"What is that?" Fiyero asked, raising an eyebrow knowingly towards his daughter.

"I love him," Isabelle confidently answered.

"And I love her," Raiden added.

Elphaba and Fiyero looked at their daughter and thought of the tiny infant they placed on the doorstep of a woman so many years ago. The last goodbye they gave their baby as Elphaba kissed the babe's tiny, green forehead with tears in her eyes. Now, so many years later, they gazed on that same daughter, now an adult, and realized how much of her life that they had missed.

At the same time Isabelle looked at the parents she had always longed to know. So much of her strange family history was a mystery to her and now she had the chance to know where she belonged. Perhaps the dream she had that night under the tree could now become a reality.

"Mother, can I ask a question," Isabelle inquired.

"I thought you might have questions," Elphaba said, smiling at her daughter.

"Would you and father be willing to come back to the Emerald City with Raiden and myself?" Isabelle earnestly asked.

"I do not think that would necessarily be a good idea. People still tell the tales of the 'Wicked Witch of the West' and it would not be safe for anyone," Elphaba replied.

"Perhaps my Mother could help with that," Raiden offered.

"How could she do that? Glinda may be influencial, but she is only one person. How could she change years of opinions about me with words?" Elphaba asked.

"I could change that," Isabelle said. "No one knows that you have a daughter. Perhaps I can change their opinions about someone being different. After all, like mother like daughter."

"Elphaba, perhaps this is a good idea," Fiyero said.

"Yero, do you recall what happened last time I tried to do something good? I almost lost you, a bucket of water got heaved at my head, and my sister was murdered," Elphaba stated.

"How ever true that may be, all of that happened when the Wizard was here. The great and powerful Wizard is no longer here in Oz. He left some years ago, right after your supposed demise. Since then, my Mother has been in charge of Oz," Raiden observed.

"Glinda has been in charge?" Elphaba asked.

"Yes," replied Raiden.

"I need to think on it for tonight. Tomorrow we will make our final decision, but for tonight you both need to rest here. Besides I would like to spend time with my daughter," Elphaba said.

"We will agree to that," Isabelle replied.

The four of them headed down from the tower room to the first floor of the castle. After eating dinner, the four sat in a lavish sitting room and talked. Isabelle asked questions about her family and had them answered by her parents. In turn, Fiyero and Elphaba questioned Raiden about his life since he was in love with their only child. By the end of the night, it was as if Isabelle had known her parents her whole life. Mother and daughter bonded over stories about people's reactions to their skin color and how each dealt with it. As dawn neared everyone decided to turn in for the night. Fiyero and Elphaba went to their own room and left Raiden and Isabelle to the guest room. Isabelle curled up next to Raiden and fell asleep fast, dreaming of her new life.

A/N: Ok, so we are getting to the interesting part. So, keep reviewing and reading and I will post faster. Thank you for all your reviews and support.